… They walked to the forest near the rose garden. They walked further and further. Then a pigeon came flying near and sat on Piggy’s shoulder. It had a note tied to its leg. Piggy picked the note of its leg and read it. When sunset is down you must return. Piggy panicked. He tried to think but he was too tired. They walked further but then they came to a huge tree and it was hollow inside it. There was hay on the bottom and blankets made out of flax. Piggy lay down. It felt like a bed even softer then a waterbed. Soon he drifted in a deep deep sleep… Fiona
… They walked to the forest near the rose garden. They walked further and further. Then a pigeon came flying near and sat on Piggy’s shoulder. It had a note tied to its leg. Piggy picked the note of its leg and read it. When sunset is down you must return. Piggy panicked. He tried to think but he was too tired. They walked further but then they came to a huge tree and it was hollow inside it. There was hay on the bottom and blankets made out of flax. Piggy lay down. It felt like a bed even softer then a waterbed. Soon he drifted in a deep deep sleep…
Fiona